Lucia slowly came to reality, feeling rather disoriented and dizzy. The floor seemed cold. She groggily opened her grey eyes, and while feeling rather lost, she took in her surroundings. The empty - no, there was someone here? - room was utterly foreign to her. Trying to clear her mind, she blinked and realized she wasn't alone. Other figures lay strewn all over the room, and she didn't recognize any of them. A slight tugging on her hair made her sit up. Lucia looked down to see a small, inky crow, a strand of her long hair in its beak. She stared at the bird, wondering if things could get any stranger. She looked up and noticed a girl in the corner, sitting on a stool. Perhaps she had some answers?